The Delivery Man's Friend

A funny, dual meaning poem

You sit in your hollow, waiting for the one
man who can fulfill your reason for being.
You know you will be rewarded for your
patience by this object wearing a rubber.
Daily, your interior is exposed to the hand
of man.
He inserts the long, cylindrical object
into your dark interior;
Later, when it is withdrawn, you feel elated,
you have again delivered.
You feel important,
though you are used twice daily;
For on your side is written
"Kansas City Star".